All my baby girl wants is a CAT Big Builder Dump Truck

So we somehow ended up at Ross Dress for Less last night – the original plan was to hit up a Nike Store and a Best Buy, but after the Best Buy complete failure of a trip (I mean how can you have 14 people working the floor, 6 customers, and nobody be able to help you?) we ended up at Ross.

Maggie was nearing bedtime and we had her toddling along some as I wanted her to learn to walk around with us more than being carried. We saw a few little toys I showed to her and got no reaction other than “TOY! Hrmm… not what I want… I will hold it for just a second… hey what’s over there!?!?” and I would put the toy back and she would wander elsewhere.

From about 80 feet away Maggie spotted the CAT Big Builder Dump Truck – if you haven’t seen one of these, I believe it may be the ideal baby toy as it’s absurdly loud, vibrates, and plays 80’s butt rock tunes. Of course this is the only thing she’s ever wanted in all of existence.

She played for a while while ITMama poked around looking at various items, and I thought perhaps I could dissuade my baby from playing with the obnoxious truck for a while by introducing other things, but no. The truck was the thing.

I eventually lead her to ITMama and walked over and aisle and put the truck back. Maggie, a 16 month old who just learned to walk a month ago, struck up a slight jog and found the toy within 20 seconds and it was right back to playing with it.

There were attempts to put other toys in front of her, but the single mindedness of her dump truck devotion was not to be dissuaded.

I decided I was going to get it for her, so we put it in a basket and went to check out… right then I noticed a diaper malfunction and hauled Maggie back to the Brocar baby changing station (linking this for ITMama, also if you buy it maggie gets $5,) and that was the last that Maggie saw of the truck that night.

We didn’t think much about it when we got back, it had passed Maggie’s bedtime and it was emergency baby sleep action time, so went and put her to bed. She was very sad, but I didn’t put it together that she might have been missing that toy.

She woke up this morning, still very sad. I’m not sure if it’s because I didn’t get her immediately (I had to race like a pisshorse when I got up,) or if she was still sad from last night, but she was extremely teary and seemed to want to tell me something but kept looking at me like “you just don’t get it do you?”

I walked her to the kitchen, got her some milk, and laid her down in her baby floor lounger to drink and watch a bit of baby news while I prepped a couple of things (along with getting her shoes and socks on her.)

She was looking around the room, a little melancholy… maybe from the toy being gone, maybe just from waking up feeling a bit bad, and then she spotted the CAT Big Builder Dump Truck.

The milk bottle went flying to the side, a scream of glee, a course was set, and a toothy grin greeted me as she carried the box with the dump truck back to me. She played for a few minutes, danced to the 80’s butt rock button, and then it was time to go upstairs. She was fine with leaving the toy as long as it was at the house now.

So, that’s the story of the first toy I ever bought because Maggie straight up wanted it. I think it was $12 or $13 at Ross, but there was only one.

I think it was worth it.

If you want one, keep in mind they’re loud and obnoxious, you can grab a CAT Big Builder Dump Truck at Amazon for $14.99.